The Forgotten Core
I am the core of your apple
the heart of your fruit
the key to your soul
the strength of your root
Too often I am lost
among sugary fires
Sometimes I feel stuck
overcome by delicious liars
You used to hold me
so close to your skin
You loved my cold seeds
and admired my tart grin
If your core is forgotten
then where is your heart?
You shouldn't depend on me
Just do your part
--
A Seasoned Soul
Sipping warm teacups
around tall gold flames
reading our journals
remembering names
Recalling those times
and longing for more
Watching the raindrops
drip down our soft cores
You give me a tap
I kiss your sweet hair
I still long for more
But I'd never dare
Your tears wet my skin
My hands warm your face
I'm glad you'll let me
move at my own pace
As I unwrap lace
and folds of old silk
Your hair rushes by
and smells of fresh milk
Your hands caress mine
My tongue turns to mush
And on your soft bed
our hearts start to push
They push for more love
and dream of old times
and here they are now
creating new rhymes
You love mildly
I play the lead role
And now, once again,
I season your soul
--
A Tray of Tea
The cup holds small hopes
In the pot, old memories
Now add some sweet love
--
I Held You Close
My lovely, my sweet
I held you, you kissed my heart
Where did our love go?
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